good <about me> news
I'm going to be spending part of my summer in an old thrift store in Greensboro 
. I'll get to make fun things and play around... search for Hell's half acres. I have a thesis screening at Hallwalls on May 4th an 8pm. That's my good self concerned news. Other than that I'll be writing my thesis still... this writing part is killing me. I don't understand. Writing right now is ok. If I think of stupid enough things I could even write forever. It's not like anyone is going to read all this unless they are really bored anyway. I wonder if anyone will read my thesis paper.
I can write about my black hoodie. Someone left it at my old apt. in Atlanta. I've had it for years. I think it belonged to my upstairs neighbor, Nicole Hooks. She was a photographer who had a job as a parking valet(is that what it's called?) so she took pictures of the interiors of peoples cars. Last I heard Nicole moved to San Fransisco. She's originally from Connecticut. Her roommate was Emily Dehl. She moved to Boston.
I think I'm getting weirded out because soon I'll be moving around again, meeting people and losing people, I reckon I'm going to become one of those outatowner e-:stripers. I wonder how long that will last? How long will @paul keep the site going?
We should have study with Sarah Paul. Then maybe I'd feel like a dumbass for writing a blog rather than working on my thesis. Academic writing is to much pressure. I'm resentful of the system. I wish I attended black mountain college. I wonder how they did their grading. I wonder how they got money to live off of?
I need to decide where I'm going at this point. I know I'll move my shit out of my apartment but I'm not sure if I'll put it in storage of drive it down to GA. I know I will not need it through the summer. I may go crazy if I stay at my Mama and Deddy's to long. One month I can stay there maybe... NC a month but after that....It's looking like Portland or Brooklyn. My family prefers east coast. My friend Courtney would provide me a couch in Portland.
It's up in the air. That's nice. Drift a little. I wish I could go around more. Down to Mexico. I have some fascination for Mexico due to the beat generation.
Whistling woman, cackling hen, always come to no good end.
That's what my Mawmaw says. It will be nice to sit on the back porch swing with Mawmaw. She's getting older. She was only 29 for years. Seems like I batted my eyes and now she's almost 80. I wonder if she would eat some rabbit with me?
I know it's sick to all you animal lovers. How could I eat a cute rabbit? Ever since I saw a frozen rabbit in the grocery store in Germany I've grown more and more curious about it. Warehouse matt told me I could go buy a rabbit for eating at the Broadway market. I'm not sure where to get one in Adairsviille. I guess I'll have to jump that hurtle when I come to it.
I just hitched a ride home with Ayse. We talked about visa's and traveling. I never got my VISA in Germany because I was afraid of the immigration officers but I never ran into problems at the airport. It's different for most people. They get into big trouble without their papers.
I want to travel to places that don't give a damn about papers, anyone's papers. I wish I had the balls to be a prostitute. Then I could take my work everywhere and go all over. To bad there are so many sick fucks in the world.
My battery is dying so I'm finishing this journal.
This is the poster I made for my screening. It's supposed to be 17 inches wide so It's going to look a little funny here.
. I'll get to make fun things and play around... search for Hell's half acres. I have a thesis screening at Hallwalls on May 4th an 8pm. That's my good self concerned news. Other than that I'll be writing my thesis still... this writing part is killing me. I don't understand. Writing right now is ok. If I think of stupid enough things I could even write forever. It's not like anyone is going to read all this unless they are really bored anyway. I wonder if anyone will read my thesis paper.I can write about my black hoodie. Someone left it at my old apt. in Atlanta. I've had it for years. I think it belonged to my upstairs neighbor, Nicole Hooks. She was a photographer who had a job as a parking valet(is that what it's called?) so she took pictures of the interiors of peoples cars. Last I heard Nicole moved to San Fransisco. She's originally from Connecticut. Her roommate was Emily Dehl. She moved to Boston.
I think I'm getting weirded out because soon I'll be moving around again, meeting people and losing people, I reckon I'm going to become one of those outatowner e-:stripers. I wonder how long that will last? How long will @paul keep the site going?
We should have study with Sarah Paul. Then maybe I'd feel like a dumbass for writing a blog rather than working on my thesis. Academic writing is to much pressure. I'm resentful of the system. I wish I attended black mountain college. I wonder how they did their grading. I wonder how they got money to live off of?
I need to decide where I'm going at this point. I know I'll move my shit out of my apartment but I'm not sure if I'll put it in storage of drive it down to GA. I know I will not need it through the summer. I may go crazy if I stay at my Mama and Deddy's to long. One month I can stay there maybe... NC a month but after that....It's looking like Portland or Brooklyn. My family prefers east coast. My friend Courtney would provide me a couch in Portland.
It's up in the air. That's nice. Drift a little. I wish I could go around more. Down to Mexico. I have some fascination for Mexico due to the beat generation.
Whistling woman, cackling hen, always come to no good end.
That's what my Mawmaw says. It will be nice to sit on the back porch swing with Mawmaw. She's getting older. She was only 29 for years. Seems like I batted my eyes and now she's almost 80. I wonder if she would eat some rabbit with me?
I know it's sick to all you animal lovers. How could I eat a cute rabbit? Ever since I saw a frozen rabbit in the grocery store in Germany I've grown more and more curious about it. Warehouse matt told me I could go buy a rabbit for eating at the Broadway market. I'm not sure where to get one in Adairsviille. I guess I'll have to jump that hurtle when I come to it.
I just hitched a ride home with Ayse. We talked about visa's and traveling. I never got my VISA in Germany because I was afraid of the immigration officers but I never ran into problems at the airport. It's different for most people. They get into big trouble without their papers.
I want to travel to places that don't give a damn about papers, anyone's papers. I wish I had the balls to be a prostitute. Then I could take my work everywhere and go all over. To bad there are so many sick fucks in the world.
My battery is dying so I'm finishing this journal.
This is the poster I made for my screening. It's supposed to be 17 inches wide so It's going to look a little funny here.
